Monday, March 4, 2013

The Wild Psyche: Resilience

Tips: Resilience

            "Keep your head up, Kyle!" my adrenaline pumped wrestling coach screamed as I struggled in defense against an esteemed CIF hopeful. "Keep your head up, now stand! Kyle, stand. Go!" my coach screeched in frustration as I tried to find the endurance to do so. I remember the fatigue hitting my muscles and mind as it was hard to make my muscles move, let alone keep my brain focused in that effort. The sweat was running down my face and seeping into my eyes causing another distraction. The competitor was hitting my elbows as to break me down to make his next pin maneuver but my elbows didn't budge and my arms were bright red from his failed attempts. I was being whipped around and slammed into the mat pretty hard and each time I would exhale with such a pressure that I'm sure my team mates could here the fatigue emanating from my distracted and fatigued body.
            "BLAK!" my shoulder hit the mat again and whipped my head to the mat following it. My head was now disoriented and a piercing headache took it's residence. The competitor grabbed one of my arms with both hands and then I heard it: "NOW".
           I ripped his hands off of my arm, stepped up with a fury, and swung around backing up to take a look at him. He was just as fatigued as I was due to my resilience. "I've been getting thrown around for the last two rounds and I've only been defending. I now know his only three tactics. I don't know if I'll be able to offend but I wont let those maneuvers pin me after knowing how they work", I thought to my self. I then engaged my enemy with vigor and delivered defense with the same tenacity he would strike in offense.
            I spent the rest of the match countering his moves second after second. After a while I began to laugh, not only at myself but the opponent I was wrestling. I remember laughing as he smashed my face into the mat and attempted to exert another generic pinning move on me. My face was definitely in a mess but I countered that move with the rest  of my body and his efforts were futile. Needless to say, I lost that match and at the end of the last round the points read an embarrassing 14-6. But hey, I didn't get pinned and my opponent sure was pissed.
          Now in my older years this event has held a significant meaning in my life as well as a lesson well learned. Resilience doesn't always win the match but you'll never find yourself pinned in the first minute and a half of fighting. The process is long, but a process worth enduring for the sake of personal development and of course, pride.
        The most successful people in this world are the resilient. Consider Steve Jobs who picked up the failing Pixar company after being practically kicked out of Apple Incorporated. Jobs continued to invest in this company for 4 years and almost gave up on it when just a year later Toy Story, a movie, grossed 361million U.S. dollars world wide. After 11 years of being away from Apple Inc. he had already created a child's movie giant and another company called NeXT. He then came back to Apple Inc. when another company he founded, called NeXT, was defunct. Apple now makes over 156 billion dollars in revenue after being started in a Job's garage 37 years ago.
          Consider Bill Gates with Microsoft where in the first year they had a revenue of 16,000 (he would have made more working in a cubicle for an already established company) in the first year. One more year later: 1 million. 38 years later they now have a revenue over 73 billion. Imagine the alternate outcomes if these masterminds had given up in their passion and goals.
         If you have been fighting a mental illness for only a year or 5 years while trying to achieve your supposed "outlandish" dreams and goals and making only satisfactory progress-- consider yourself on the way to stardom. Both of these companies previously mentioned took about 3-5 years to amount to anything significant to any other ordinary business.
    
        Everything in life is a huge wrestling match. You'll spend more time getting teared up and thrashed on the way to a successful and victorious match than you ever will spend on actually being in a successful and victorious match. But this is all good; it means you are still fighting for something better that what you have or are now. It means you're doing more than most people would even think of doing in their life time.
         It took me two months of looking like a girl on the mat to finally have a victorious match. Actually, you know what? No, two months to have a couple victorious matches in the same day along with a second place medal. It took 4 years to finally be able to get a B in a math class in high school. It took me 4 years to actually  be able to bench 185 pounds, 4 years before I could barely lift the bar. It took me 19 years to actually develop some sort of inner pride and self inflicted confidence in myself. 19 years to admit to myself I might actually be smart, even if it's just a little. It took be 19 years to understand and control most of my fears. It took me 19 years to have confidence in my writing. It took me 19 years to actually play the piano and stay there. 19 years to be everything I want to be write now, but not everything I want to be tomorrow or ever again and all of this was given to me in the last 5 months of my life.
         Tomorrow I'm going to wake up to where I am not enrolled in school. I'm going to wake up realizing I have 1 point to raise my GPA to be considered admittance into any 4 year college. I'm going to wake up to a person who needs to raise at least 2 points to be admitted to the program of my dreams. I'm going to wake up to a person who still has at least 2 years of community college to do that. I'm going to wake up to a blog that probably only has 20 views a day, bills that have to be paid, tuition to be raised, work shoes to purchase,  a flabby stomach, people who aren't exactly impressed with who I am and what I've done and decided to do, and this little voice that says "just give up" 24/7 and seeks to give me more gifts to wake up to.
       Today I have all these things. I have them because I let my depression and anxiety pin me. But now I know how the dynamic duo works. I know their tricks, schemes and maneuvers. And what am I doing now? I'm once again arrogantly laughing against my opponent because he can be offensive but he can not pin me.
       One day I will have all things of the opposite manner and more. One day I will wake up and be happy that I decided to wake up again. One day, one person will look at what I did with my life and say "I'm going to do that too." And ONE day I will charge the streets and with real meaning and understanding sing the less than satisfying, repetitive but reasonable lyrics by Drake " I just think its funny how it goes. Now I'm on the road, half a million for a show. And now we started from the bottom now we're here. Started from the bottom now my whole team [freaking] here."


But that one day isn't here, so now I'll do what Jobs and Gates did and do what I need to get there TODAY.

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Friday, March 1, 2013

The Beckoning: A Call To Action (Begin Your Dreams!)


Think--- I won’t
Feel--- I can’t anymore
See! I want you to see
I want you to see those who aren’t and those who can’t be
I want you to know that this burnt remain of mangled matter isn’t the only meal
I want you to know that life doesn’t have to nauseate like a vertiginous carnival wheel
I want you to steal back what was yours and still can be
I want you… to feel
I want you to remember
Remember the sun
The way is rises and sets
Does it not forget to rise again?
Does it not forget to take back its accession in the sky?
It takes back what was His and illuminates the earth
To release its permanent ember giving it new birth
Remember after the storm the sun is unveiled
And the tale of its wonder reappears and its luminescence glimmers on the green
It bounces, and rolls, and flies as it revives and gives depth and color and reveals the real scene
The colors you forgot at darkness now are uncovered
And now the calumny set by the Cimmerian shade is severed by brilliant truth in its excellence
You now see completion
You now see perfection in its most realistic and transcendent form of exactness and precision
You now see the impeccability of Nature’s merit
You now know beauty exists and it is ideal to agree with its quality of superiority
You now know the paragon upon which it lies upon
Us.
You and I
Me and you
It shines on us
Beckoning to us to start on cue
To commence from whence this phenomenon emanates
Perfection
We start at and with Perfection
Where darkness leaves and deception flees
This is where we start, here and now
Can you see it?
Opportunity resonates in the vicinity as undeniable as the soul, cell, and psyche of Nature’s trifecta
The sounds are as boisterous and resplendent as the sounds of a symphony orchestra
The world is now painted by radiant rays
It beams and paves the ways of paths now possible
It makes the harsh blur and intimidating memories of nights past tolerable
As it flows side by side, over and under, and even through life it self
It is now your valiant companion, now utilize it!
Take off like the charge of a thousand cavalry soldiers
Explode into the air and rain down like a volcano after it smolders
Pick up life’s sword and weald it as musketeers of old
Fire and reload your gun forever and expect no return as those of The Revolutionary War
Run as the Spartans ran as they clashed with the Persians and created a shock so sore
That the sky fell with fear and the earth shook in its shadow of courage and endurance
This is the reality of light, this is perfection, this is the precipice of Life it self
This is truth!
See! Feel! Think!
See the path placed before you if you but step one foot
Feel the light as it warms and injects and inflicts and puts the ability to think in your soul!
If you but let it
But this is all I can say
All I can ask
All I can beg until you choose to do it on your own
All I can play until you learn to play your own tone
This is now when you decide
Whether you take the boost of the Ocean’s wave or be swallowed by it’s riptide
The truth may be the light, and the light you may find
But until you decide to progress instead of assuming permanence of darkness
You not only choose to not live but you choose to be blind